Secret Alit

The Mystery Behind the Calamity - Part 10

The story of Mr. Big Dipper is tense and makes me curious.

When Mr. Aman did not expect it turned out his physical condition was thin and pale. Though he thought the Big Dipper was happy with a lot of money but it was not in accordance with his thinking. 

I wonder what happened to him?  He took pains to find the treasure and managed to get rich. However, it does not reflect someone who is happy. 

I was curious to talk to him. 

"Sampeyan is lethargic and lackluster, sick? 

My health is not good. I'm not excited, is that guess right? 

I was haunted by the fear that disaster was coming in return for the luxury my family enjoyed. 

The disaster that always haunts is true. The fire has made me sad and also many people are scared and foggy in that event. .

The seller made me glare and I was tempted to follow him. 

Mr. Aman was listening to his frustration.  He became compassionate and wanted to help her but it was very difficult for her. 

“I'm ready to help sampeyan".

The best path must be able to withdraw before it gets deeper. 

“Sampeyan find a way out and I am ready to accompany wherever”.   

Big Dipper raised his face and looked at his friend. 

“Ooh.... I still have a true friend who strengthens me, thanks”. 

“I think I should go to the paddle it”. 

“Ok, this time I accompany sampeyan”. 

The next day they went to the store.  The location is not so far from the 2 paddlepokan they have ever come. The surrounding conditions are also almost similar.  It is located at the foot of the hill but must walk up to the plateau and down again because the location of the highway is behind the hill.  

From the derivative road in the distance there are 3 small buildings on the right, middle and left of the area.   Big Dipper headed to the building on the right.  Mr. Big Dipper and followed by Mr. Aman was about to enter the building through a door hole about 2 meters high above which is in the form of an arch.

After taking off his shoes, they entered. The Big Dipper immediately sat cross-legged facing a long-bearded old man who had turned white. The man sat cross-legged facing the entrance.  Mr. Big Dipper clenched his hands for a worship and Mr. Aman followed the attitude of his friend. 

Big Dipper looked down and said softly almost inaudible in a room that was not so big and quiet . 

“Ampuun .... my arrival has disrupted”. 

“Why..........not satisfied with the result”.

“Ampuun .... not so”.

“I intend to restore the blessing given 2 years ago”. 

I got goosebumps hearing Mr. Big Dipper's words. 

" Please is called a blessing?

"Please accompanied by a tumble is definitely not a blessing? 

"It is very high in the heart of man". 

"It is the nature of man who is tempted to become a devotee of something that should not be worshiped". 

“ But hearing the voice of his friend quivering in fear, Aman sir was also carried away by the atmosphere of the creepy parapet”.   

“Have thought about the risk? ask the old man. 

“Whatever the risk, I will alone bear it”. 

“You will understand the consequences”.  

Mr. Aman was silent and just observing his friend. His body trembled, not knowing what was happening to him. 

The body continued to shake until a while later it calmed down. When he lifted his head, there was no longer the old man before him. 

 "Where is he? Mr. Aman muttered as he looked around the place. No more doors, just that one.

She vanished? 

They, came out and a middle-aged man was waiting for him at that doorstep. 

The man without speaking only gestured to follow him to the room on the left. 

After being invited to enter through the man's gym, Big Dipper entered and Mr. Aman followed.  The room was empty and felt stuffy there was no ventilation other than the entrance hole that resembled the first building. 

Inside there is a tomb so that people who enter automatically like they are making a pilgrimage. 

The Big Dipper immediately sat down cross-legged and clenched his hands like someone doing a god. Suddenly his body trembled again in a sitting position cross-legged. 

"Wow, let alone this", Mr. Aman muttered to see the body tremble. 

" What's going through? it really makes me curious. He waited until the Big Dipper calmed down again.  No one can explain except Big Dipper himself. 

Mr. Aman looked out there maybe someone or people who drove him there were still there.  But he didn't see anyone. 

After Big Dipper calmed down, he reached out to signal to quickly leave the place. 

Big Dipper took pains to stand up. He held her until the exit. 

Relieved, it feels like breathing the cool air of the mountains. 

Both are walking towards the highway. They tried to speed up his pace but both felt heavy. Mr. Big Dipper looked pretty bored but kept going.  Mr. Aman seemed impatient about to run as far away from the paddle as possible but he could not do it.  He turned his head and could not bear to see the Big Dipper panting. 

Arriving on the highway, at the stop they sat for a moment to save his legs .while calming down until his breathing was normal. 

“ Sampeyan can already tell about the incident in the old man's room?   ask Mr. Aman.

“The body of the sampeyan trembled violently, what befell you?

“Waduh.... serem banget”. 

“I refrained from having my body switch places”. 

My wife and son were also a good place with a variety of food treats and they called me to join him.  I refrained from being fooled again. 

When I entered the first room I remembered someone's message to say holy words to avoid tricking supernatural beings.  I tried to shake off that false imagination.   

On the tomb in the second building that the middle-aged man hinted at the caretaker as he stepped inside I also started with a prayer. 

At that moment I saw someone.  It turns out that he was myself who was suffering.  I ask for mercy on the people I meet but do not bully them.  My family and I were begging. The treasure we have no longer exists.  My son is crying starving. 

My body trembled with sadness at the sight of my wife's son who used to live with a lot of money but suddenly turned into a very poor. 

“Sampeyan should be stoic and patient”. 

Mr. Big Dipper must have been in severe shock. Although he consciously had to let go of his treasure but surely the sadness was still left in his heart. 

“Neek... tragically bangeet fate sir Biduk”. 

“Grandmother thought taking off treasures was a heavy thing she had to accept”. 

“Not to mention having to readjust to the lifestyle he has abandoned”.    

“A experiment to live, neek”.

“Neek 

Now at 10, it turns out that Luni's sister has gone home. Maybe just got home. Alit saw that the lights in his room were on. Though there is no sound of vehicles, like Alit preoccupied with the story of the tragic Big Dipper sir. 

Alit came out for a moment to say hello to Luni.

"Sir, Alit sleeps first, drowsiness bangeet". 

"So, don't finish the book first, chat doesn't feel like it's night, lucky to be able to come home".

"Mr.. Alit's sleeping heavy".

Grandma smiled seeing me crashing while walking into the room.

" Sir, I want to keep on closing, it feels heavy to open these eyes". 

My grandmother smiled to see me. After returning to the room, I immediately dropped myself on the bed. My eyes closed, so sleepy.  That night, I fell asleep in my sleep.